Sleepless Doctor

Fan Dongkai was taken aback, and then realized that it was Grandpa who woke up.

Ever since he was "old and confused", Grandpa spoke vaguely. Even Fan Dongkai, who took care of his grandfather all the year round, rarely understood what his grandfather was talking about. He was basically nonsense, and he couldn't hear him clearly.

But the voice just now was not only clear, but also called his own name.

Fan Dongkai sat blankly next to Wu Mian as if he had been hit by a hold spell, stunned for a full 3 seconds.

"Go and see." Wu Mian touched Fan Dongkai with an elbow.

"Oh oh oh." Fan Dongkai stood up quickly and walked quickly to the bedside.

Fan Zhongzhi put his right hand on his chest, pressing it on the old red cloth.

He opened his eyes, looked around in confusion, and looked at the contents of this room curiously like a child.

"Grandpa, you are awake." Fan Dongkai asked, his voice trembling slightly, and tears could not stop.

"What's wrong with me? Prodigal stuff, how did you send me here?" Fan Zhongzhi cursed in a low voice.

His voice was weak and vague, but the meaning he wanted to express could be expressed. Fan Dongkai understood it very clearly.

"Grandpa, this is..."

"Am I going to do it?" Fan Zhongzhi wanted to raise his left hand, but his body was weak, his arm was only raised to his chest and there was no way to raise it anymore.

"Grandpa, grandpa, don't move, you have just finished the operation, so be light." Fan Dongkai said anxiously, for fear that something might break the effect of the operation.

"My clothes."

"Under the bed."

"Where are your father and your second uncle." Fan Zhongzhi asked.

"They are at home, and there is still a little work left in the autumn harvest. They are all busy."

"Give me the cotton waistcoat inside." Fan Zhongzhi said.

"Grandpa, take a break, don't worry."

The old man raised his eyebrows slightly, and Fan Dongkai subconsciously flashed aside, Wu Mian laughed in his heart.

It seems that the old man had a bad temper before he fell ill, this is the rhythm of raising his hand to beat. Fan Dongkai had long been used to it, so he avoided it subconsciously.

"Father, I am your attending doctor, do you want a cotton waistcoat? It's not cold in the ward." Wu Mian said warmly, standing by the bed.

Fan Zhongzhi tilted his head slightly, glanced at Wu Mian from the corner of his eye, and said, "Doctor? I guess it won't work. I don't know why I'm dizzy? Thank you for saving me."

"You're welcome."

"Give me a cotton waistcoat."

Wu Mian bent over and went to find that cotton waistcoat.

Waistcoat is very torn? The cotton inside is very solid? Some hands fall when picked up. Although it would certainly not be cold in the high room, Wu Mian passed the cotton waistcoat to Fan Zhongzhi.

"Master? Are you going to put it on? Fan Dongkai and I help you up." Wu Mian said.

Fan Zhongzhi closed his eyes, as if he couldn't keep up with his spirit. After a few seconds of silence, he said, "Dongkai? The third patch in it, which was patched by the little flower cloth left by your grandma. Take it apart."

"Huh?" Fan Dongkai was startled.

"Take it apart!" Fan Zhongzhi gradually became "accustomed" to speaking, and he said again in a deep voice? Full of majesty.

"Grandpa? You take a break, don't worry."

"Little bastard, you still don't listen to me!" Fan Zhongzhi opened his eyes and cursed.

Wu Mian smiled, and did not stop.

Fan Dongkai glanced at Wu Mian and saw that he didn't speak? He had to take the cotton waistcoat and find the patch on the small floral cloth? "Master, there seems to be something in it."

"Is that a deposit? The money saved by your grandma and I are here."

"Save it, what to do with it." Fan Dongkai said casually.

"Dongkai? I'm afraid I will return to the light." Fan Zhongzhi said in a deep voice. "Although my body is okay? I fainted inexplicably. I can wake up when I come to the hospital, but I guess it won't work."

"..."

"I haven't saved anything in my life. I pulled out some money from my teeth with your grandma and divided it with you." Fan Zhongzhi said, "It's..."

"Master, don't talk." Fan Dongkai glanced at Wu Mian and saw that he was not upset. There was only a faint smile on his face, but it was not a mockery. He nodded apologetically at Wu Mian and continued, "Grandpa, don't you If you talk nonsense, your body is very hard. If you don't believe me, let Dr. Wu tell you."

"Do you believe what the doctor said?" Fan Zhongzhi said, "I have been working as the secretary of the village for a lifetime. They are all routines, I understand."

"..." Wu Mian smiled slightly.

"This is called Anxin on the road, don't think I don't know." Fan Zhongzhi said, "Hurry up, little bastard! While I still understand now, I will give you a point and save the brothers who make trouble for this little money. The white-faced doesn't look good."

"Master..."

"Old man, let me take it apart for you." Wu Mian smiled.

"Doctor, come on, then." Fan Zhongzhi was not polite.

Wu Mian took the cotton waistcoat from Fan Dongkai and asked Chu Zhixi to find a sterile blade and a hemostatic forceps, and snapped the patch apart.

"You young man looks good, how come you are so familiar with needlework like a lady." Fan Zhongzhi saw Wu Mian's skillful techniques, and said, "The sewing and mending work is left to your wife. The master should go to the field to do it. live."

"..." Fan Dongkai was speechless, he looked at Wu Mian apologetically.

"Old man, I just work in the hospital." Wu Mian didn't care, and said with a smile, "I am not a barefoot doctor in the village, this is the provincial capital."

Fan Zhongzhi's expression froze, and then he gave Fan Dongkai a ferocious look. Although his body is weak, the sharpness in his eyes is full, like a knife.

"How many people in your family are so corrupt!" Fan Zhongzhi scolded, "Prodigal stuff, did you sell my big brick house?"

"Master, no..."

"Old man~www.readwn.com~ no." Wu Mian removed the patch steadily. The small floral cloth was polished quickly and brightly, but the knitting texture was still very clear. Wu Mian couldn't work hard. A piece of thread and a piece of cloth were removed neatly.

"Someone will bring you money, don't worry."

"The paralyzed Lao Tzu doesn't need them to get money!"

I don't know why, Fan Zhongzhi yelled and stunned Wu Mian.

Although the old man just woke up, he could see that he habitually opened his mouth and cursed when talking to Fan Dongkai, but he was very gentle when talking to himself.

What's wrong?

"Go, go home!" Fan Zhongzhi supported himself from the bed to sit up. But the body hasn't moved for a long time, and the muscles have shrunk to varying degrees, no longer what he remembered. With a sway of his arm, the person just held up a few inches before falling down again.

"Master, don't move." Fan Dongkai hurriedly pressed him onto the bed.

"Land can't be sold, the gangsters are very uneasy! If you sell the land to see a doctor for Lao Tzu, I will kill you, and I would rather die!" Fan Zhongzhi cursed.